It was just the other day, and as the car rolled down the driveway, I was left alone again. At that age, when college weighs upon your ever waking hour and a job seems difficult to find, one would think I was happy to be away from my parents. One would believe that I want to be an adult, by myself or with my own friends. I didn't. I found that knowing that I would soon be moving away made me want to stay close to them, for as long as I had time. But it was too late, they had already gone.

He watched helplessly as the doctor passed by the glass, holding something just out of his sight; was it alright, had something gone wrong? There was a moment, as the door opened, when he couldn't breath for fear of bad news, and it felt as though someone had stripped him of all feelings expect for the love that comes so easily to strangers. The man let out a little gasp, nearly falling to his knees as the doctor placed a small bundle in his arms, his son.